1. Wednesday, April 14, 2004

    fucked up and clicked the little globe 

    when my microsoft windows xp said that it was time for an windows update.

    the xbi has enemies.

    so i clicked the little globe deal and went on with my business and it said for me to restart and whattya know, as soon as it came back i had no d drive.

    where all my peer to peer sharing folders reside.

    and a little side project folder i like to call lick

    and a folder that said tonypierce dot com

    which stored thousands and thousands of photographs and stories and poems and webpages and fables and miracles and unfinished photo essays and thousands of songs perfectly catagorized and all




    and the first thing i thought of was how will i do lick.

    and the next thing i thought of was, how incredible that it didnt hit my c drive cuz then i would be truly fucked

    and then i thought thats what i get for talking shit to sol over at the buzzmachine, remember what happend to david when his saul hated on him.

    so i got up and telephoned my buddy solomon, bass player for rock group tsar, who will be playing a midnight show on friday night i understand in downtown la because that is the shit right there

    and i left a message along the lines of

    hello jeff, would you please call me back at your earliest convenience.

    i have a question about my computer.

    thank you.

    good day.

    which is code for shit shit shit!

    restarted the bad boy again and clicked the d drive and it said drive is not formatted, format now?

    to which i hunted for the oh god no button.

    to which i thought there needs to be a peice of software that will let you go back to the settings twenty four hours ago.

    and the desktop shortcut of that software should be two red sparkely shoes with little white socks poking out the top of the shoes.

    and then i saw that i had tivoed the chappelle show

    and i turned it on

    and i waited to hear the terrible news.

    and then i saw that i had put lick and tonypierce dot com on my desktop

    for easier access

    the desktop, which resides on the c drive.

    c which was short for you fucking lucky ass non backing up lazy fucking you dont even deserve this type of good fortune.

    but now im terrified to click on those folders

    cuz what if its just a shortcut.

    intricate plot + adrants + capt scurvy